"You do know that to break the curse I have to become a vampire, right?" I asked.
Ivy nodded. "Yes, that is a rather unfortunate consequence, but considering you're in love with one of them, I don't see the problem."
I laughed. She didn't see a problem. Of course, she didn't. I shook my head and stood. "What if I say no?" I asked as I moved around to the opposite side of the room, needing some distance from her.
"That's really not in your best interest." Ivy stood, too, and we faced off across the coffee table. She was a petite wisp of a woman, but she radiated intense power.
I wasn't going to provoke her, but I needed a little more time.
"We know that Samara sought you out when you were a young child. At the time, we didn't know it was you, but we knew she was close to figuring out a way to break the curse. Then she disappeared, and we spent years searching for her, for answers as to what happened." Ivy's voice was soothing; it was easy to get lost in her words.